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A new job, a new country, a new school, a new life. Eren's mother had gotten a job transfer to Japan, so of course, Eren had to leave his friends and old life behind. Hey, at least a school with a dorm meant he could escape from his five older sisters for a while. The car came to a stop outside the school and Eren looked into the faces of complete strangers. The worst part about transfering to a new school was everybody in your year knew each other, but you had nobody.

Eren slipped out of the car and said thanks to his oldest sister, who had been willing to drive him. He waited until she drove away before approaching the school. It was much different than he had imagined, but it was still impressive. He took another moment to steel himself for expected onslaught of American jokes. Especially because he was from California. Its not like he hadn't heard them before, he had, a lot. They were getting old and repetitive though. He walked up to one of the students who had long hair and was standing outside the courtyard. "You look like you know what you're doing." He said in carefully pronounced Japanese that still held his American accent, "Are there classes today or we just getting used to the school?"